Where are you, oh where? I can smell gloucester burning through your body, boring its way deep down into your bones.

And not a single leaf will fall in this yard. And NOT a SINGLE anylonger evermore. Pride pride pride circumstantial pride. And is there no end to what can be wasted? SOLIDS. LM we'll call him on the board, LM, that's him, he snickered playfully at how I am repeating someone else's work (and somewhat at the general futility) more but MORE ( Read more... )

in god in death in democrats in music in apocalypse in cynicism in silence in love in doors in work in goals in leaving in candy in writing in structure in math in drugs in art in fortune in famous in future in stories in comparison in games in thought in buying in winning in whining in collecting in knowing in sex in escape in able inescapable etc ( Read more... )

You know the drill people.

And of all the mistakes I've made, there are so many more. Stemming from an original fallacy believing that anything is self-aware. If we believed DesCartes then nothing would even exist. That fucker. And nothing is left but utter contempt for the human race as it is. When I take my leave, I hope everything else is doing the same, on a rocky beach ( Read more... )

Baby, you are civil right for me ( Read more... )

A lot of people want to stop you on the street ( Read more... )

I feel like I only advertise here these days. Ah well ( Read more... )

When the squares by squares they're bouncing in out on across and ( Read more... )

Firstly, it looks like we're throwing another little party here if you'd like to attend. October 27th, for halloween. Costumes costumes and the like. I challenge you all to foosball ( Read more... )